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[jungwonie]

| Valentine Anders | Jock | Junior | History | Tags: Will Smyth |
Deciding to put down her phone, she glanced at the new figure in the room. It was a boy, an actor she believed, who sat next to her, his facial expression seeming to be nervous. She smiled sweetly an set her arms on the desk, leaning against her left palm. "Good morning," she said quietly, now turning out of her seat to face him. "How was break?" If she was going to live in this class, she needed to make some friends. And this kid, probably a senior by how tall he was, seemed extremely nervous to be back to school. Valentine hoped the smile on her face would reassure him things would be okay.

[ghast.]

✔ ＴＲＡＶＩＳxＫＩＮＧ
gender male │ age seventeen (junior) │ role class clown │ tags miles
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xxxxxnodding cheerfully in agreement, travis gave a soft smile. "espec
ially if the friend gave the straight one their number just because t
hey admitted that. and then, even more if they put a winking emoj
i next to their name." he playfully murmured, grinning smugly. he tap
ped his finger on his own leg, energetically. "and i'm pretty sure you're
the one lying." he joked.

"pff, why would i take you for granted?" he challenged, resting his arms
on the table. "you know what? i have an idea. give me something to co
mpliment you on." as easy as he could've thought of an idea himself, the
junior thought it'd probably be better to praise something other than the
younger male's easily noticeable physical aspects.

"sounds cool," he murmured, making a mental note to remember the nam
e. "i would say a lil peep song, but as great as lil peep is, pinch me by b
arenaked ladies is pretty great too." he swallowed, inhaling deeply. "and
so i've heard." grinning, travis stretched his arms and yawned.

[Koivae]

Zaki Lawrence | 16 | Male/Homosexual| Location;; History Class | Tagged ;; Open

Zaki quickly scrambled his belongings from his lockers realizing he was late for class. "Crap Crap Crap" he murmured as he fiddled with his books . Cramming his history books and folder into his bag he immediately ran to class . Arriving at the door he waited a minute to catch his breathe so he could try to play it off cool while walking into class. He paced around in circle before he actually gained the courage to grasp the handle . "Well here it goes" he spoke to himself before opening the door . Hoping he didn't interrupt anything he quickly scurried to his desk and sat down , head angled down into his books in embarrassment.

Carsyn Smith | 17 | Male/ Heterosexual| Location ;; History Class | Tagged ;; Open

Carsyn payed not much attention to his classmate whom had lately entered the classroom . He was used to it by now everyone in the school seemed to careless about there education more less there well being . They'd rather take interest in there social rank and how everyone perceived themselves as , well that's what he thought . Twiddling his pencil between his index finger and middle he sat up listening to the teacher as he taught . Sure he was interested but half of the common history that was taught he had already skipped ahead and read about , so his attention span in the class was about the amount of a fly . He gazed around the classroom observing everyone , some sleeping , some talking , some throwing papers , and to his surprise some actually taking notes "Hm, that's a first" he murmured to himself .

[Captain. A. Stark.]

W I L L ！ ！
━━━━ (role) actor; 18; senior | (tagged) valentine | (location) history classroom

He was whisked harshly out of his daze as a female voice broke through his thoughts. Will refrained from gulping and turned his head ever so slightly to face her, his palms starting to sweat at an unnatural amount as he tried to remain calm. "T-top of the morning to y-you as well. My break was all right, h-how about you?" he stammered, having a tendency to stammer when he was meeting new people. Will's confident, playful side only broke out when he was with people he was familiar with, but it wasn't too hard to get on that side. The girl in front of him seemed a little bit younger than himself, so he went ahead and assumed that she was a junior - and also very athletic based on her well kept figure. The smile kept on her face was a little bit reassuring, but in spite of that, he was still quite nervous.

[kino]

❨ 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐀 𝐍 :: 𝐁 𝐄 𝐂 𝐊 ❩ ───────────
▪ ﹙age: 17﹚
▪ ﹙grade: junior﹚
▪ ﹙group: jocks﹚
▪ ﹙location: history classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Elliot﹚

"No problem, man.." he'd hum quietly in response to the thanking, not too surprised by this point that Elliot was so fond of his cats. Lips pulling back into an amused grin, he would tap idly at the table's top, nodding in understanding. "Yeah, I can definitely see you sacrificing your bed for them. I, on the other hand.. I'd have to apologize before moving them elsewhere. I love my bed too much for that.." Logan would murmur jokingly, lifting his head a bit, observing the jock steadily.
"I'm confident that I will, so no worries." He'd remark quite honestly. The reassurance boosted his confidence in his statement; if he got a job, he'd hopefully manage to at least live in an apartment for some time. "What do you plan to do after high school? You've only got one year left, which is probably exciting." He would prompt, interest entering his voice. "College? And if so, what sort of career are you looking forward to?" Logan wanted the conversation to continue; it was better for him to get to know the other jocks a little more rather than seeing them out in the field and congratulating them every now and then.

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❨ 𝐌 𝐈 𝐋 𝐄 𝐒 :: 𝐏 𝐀 𝐑 𝐊 𝐄 𝐑 ❩ ─────────
▪ ﹙age: 16﹚
▪ ﹙grade: sophomore﹚
▪ ﹙group: standards﹚
▪ ﹙location: history classroom﹚
▪ ﹙tagged: Travis﹚

"Look.." he'd trail off, voice erupting into a soft bout of laughter, eyes rolling toward the ceiling. "I oughta remove those damn emojis.." he would then jokingly threaten, attention now rested upon the junior. "Lying about what? Me? A liar? You're out of your mind." Mouth twisting into a grin, he'd steadily observe his companion, a small hum escaping his lips.
"I don't know.. some people take things for granted and they don't even know they're doing so." Miles would meekly point out, repositioning his arms on the table. Folding them over one another and bending them at the elbows once more, he'd place his chin on the arm closer to Travis, glance shifting up toward his profile. "Uhm, like I said before, I play guitar, so.. if you'd like to compliment me on that, go ahead." He'd offer with a slight chuckle, features softening a bit. "Give me something to compliment you on, seeing as you haven't really provided me with anything aside from your number and your sense of humor." He would quietly demand, a half smirk crossing his face. "Wait. I actually am a liar. I also meant to add that your ability to come up with meaningful similes and feel sympathetic are also admirable traits about you." He'd add, tapping his shoes idly on the floor.
"Lil Peep? You like rap.. and.. Barenaked Ladies, okay. So rock and rap." The sophomore would conclude, stretching his legs briefly. "Rap is pretty okay.. I don't mind it depending on who it's by. Rock.. eh, that's okay, too." He'd comment his opinion on the genres, biting his tongue lazily.

[Consulting_Angel]

Elliot Johnstone
18|Male|Homosexual
Jock|Senior
Location: History.
Tagged: Logan

He faked an offended, shocked gasp at Logan's comment about how he would have moved the cats. However, he did know that most people would certainly not be willing to give up their bed. Elliot then said, his tone serious, "I'd probably kill for them, if I had to... not to seem like a crazy cat person. But they're my babies." That was something he'd readily admit - he wasn't ashamed of it either... though it seemed that there was very little that he'd be embarrassed by anyway.
He then smiled slightly. "Good!" Elliot said, for he was glad that Logan had confidence about moving out. Though it wasn't a situation he could relate to, nor fullt understand, but he did his best to be supportive.
Then, he pursed his lips slightly, as if in thought. He hadn't really given much thought into what he was going to do after high school. And knowing that he had a year left was a little bit daunting. "Well... I'm not sure," Elliot admitted, "I mean, I'll probably go to college. I kind of want to focus on my sports, though. I might go to a university in England, but I'm not sure yet. I think I'd like to study physiotherapy..." Elliot seemed to be weighing his options out on the spot.

Ezra Price
17|Male|Bisexual
Artist|Junior
Location: History.
Tagged: Valentina

"Oh... just three days? I don't envy you. I bet that was fun while it laated though," Ezra commented. He didn't think that he could imagine having to study and revise all the time. Sure, he did it for occasionally, when necessary, but it wasn't all the time. He wondered whether or not he should try and change the subject to something else that was a bit easy to tall about - though he'd be sure to try and hold back from rambling. When Valentina asked if anyone had seen Mr. Carter yet, Ezra shook his head slightly. "Not today... I'm a little surprised that he's still here - I would have thought the school board would disapprove of him..."

[serafim]

|Kinsey Clearwater|Junior|17|Cheerleader|Location; History Class| Tags; Loren De'Laurentez|

Kinsey stifled a chuckle at how quickly Loren reverted back to the subject regarding her and Logan, rolling her eyes with a smile as she leaned in a bit closer, her tone still low "It was his idea, we were going to do like, a movie night kind of thing at my house," she looked around cautiously every once in a while, taking note that everybody was too absorbed in conversation or were looking at their phones. It was a sign of relief, but she was cautious nonetheless. "He said something about us being acquaintances early on when I first saw him, but then he brought up 'fixing it' and suggested the idea.But I don't know, i'm probably making it into a big deal," she murmured softly. Her interest in him peaked sophomore year, although the cause of it she could never quite place. She hesitated on coming up with the courage to approach him and befriend him last year and soon enough she got over the possibility. But now it was right in front of her. "I mean if it is a date or something, why me of all people? Like i'd expect you if anyone to be going out with him" she said before glancing at the table once more, turning to face Loren soon after, "You should come sit with me, so I won't be stuck listening to their guy talk and you won't be lonely back here."

|Lilian Boyer|Senior|18|Musician|Location; History Class|Tags; Cecil Jacobs|

Lilian nodded slightly at his comment, fingers tapping idly on the table top "It's fun until you start getting homesick and all, that's the price of freedom, having to leave behind everything you've come to know, it's bittersweet" she murmured warmly before giving her friend a smile, watching him rest his head down "I'm tired as well, maybe we can nap together until Mr. Carter finally shows up, unless he's passed out somewhere as well" she joked, a chuckle following immediately after. "I don't blame him, this is too early to be waking up and expect to be perky."

[Serpantdragon]

Valentina Harrison- Sophomore- 15 years- tags; Ezra

Valentina nodded, "I question the same thing, but his homework is quick and easy to finish so I do get a little more free time." she finished off speaking rather quickly and finishing the sentence in one breath. She took a full of breath and lowered her head, "Sorry, it is a habit," she muttered as she brushed her hair behind her ear.

[melancholia.]

Loren De'Laurentez
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Loren leaned back into her chair, thinking about what Kinsey had told her. "Yeah sure, I'll come back there with you," Loren grinned. "But real quick, what if that night turns into something more? What would you do if he liked you?" She whispered. Loren was interested in Kinsey's life, as all of this was new to Loren. She wanted to know about what was going on in Kinsey's life because Loren truly appreciated their friendship and she wanted to keep the bond strong.

Jayden Smithozian
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Jayden stared blankly into space, ignoring the chatter around him. It was obvious he wasn't resting enough. Other than being unusually silent, the veins under his eyes popped out with all the darkness and purple color there, and his eyes just looked droopy and sunken. He stared at his hands resting in his lap before his head slowly met the cold surface of the table.

[ptolemaea]

Holly☀︎
(artist) (sophomore) (jayden)
holly rushed into class late. she nearly always woke up late, because she stayed up all night, working on art or editing photos. she sat in her normal seat, and smiled over at jayden, a guy she’d been crushing on for a small while, most of the time she’d been in school. “good morning, jayden,” she greeted.